"My Lullaby"

Could I possibly hate this place anymore?

Could I possibly fall further?

Could I ever go back to the me before?

Could I ever go back to her?

 

And I feel so alone,

so torn so broken,

black ashes fall from the sky,

and I'm choking.

 

And the little child sings,

of shattered dreams and torn angel wings,

and I hear a soft voice calling my name,

leading me away.

 

No more pain,

no more sorrow,

no more anger,

no more worries for tomorrow.

 

And I feel so alive,

so happy so free,

and sunshine is raining down,

right on top of me.

 

And the little child sings,

of true love and happy endings,

and I hear a soft voice calling my name,

and I know I'll never be the same.

 

And he's taking my hand in his,

and all I hear is this...

it's all for me he's singing my,

sad sweet lullaby.

 

Written by Emilie Renee

Reviews

[annabellee]

such a gorgeous write!
"And the little child sings,
of shattered dreams and torn angel wings"
Those are like my favourite lines, so touching and imaginative like the whole poem.
I loved how the poem in the end turned out to be positive.
you're so talented! Keep up the good work :)

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

Thank you so much!

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[Inspiring Writer]

A beautiful piece you written and dropped here on this site. Nice flow of ink.

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

Thank you.

[ron]

This is truely a wonderfull write. I love it.

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

That's lovely to hear, thank you!

[HavenMarie]

Very touching and sweet. :)

[lee von cleef]

Whoa ! I say "Slow down" to myself I was speed reading and now you mix it up , laced this one with a new direction .... I like it...twice ... now thrice.... For me the better of the three...

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

Thank you, glad to hear you enjoyed it :)